IT'S VALENTINE'S DAY (no not really)

[byakkun]

it's pretend Valentine's Day and WHAT ARE YOU DOING??

1. on a romantic date with your boyfriend/girlfriend/complete stranger (platonic or yandere)
2. going SHOPPING for flowers or chocolates or knives
3. forever alone
4. kidnapping your own valentine???
5. VALENTINE'S SEX
6. eating choco
7. getting rejected :c :c :c
8. make something up idk

so just comment with a prompt or whoever you want and i'll respond to it asap :3

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[fulgury]

[ the first thing he notices is the scent of food. he's a little surprised and a bit concerned that Arthur would be cooking - had Ky left him enough food to eat? maybe he didn't like it? he must have misjudged his preferences - but Arthur didn't look any put out, and so Ky could only assume that the other blond hadn't been inconvenienced. it smells good, regardless, and he can feel the faint stirrings of hunger as he sets his things aside. ]

Yes, I did. And yourself? [ he blinks, arching a brow when he sees just how flushed Arthur is, but he supposes it must be some because of housework. cooking a dinner for two could be strenuous if you were unused to it, he supposed... ]

Is everything all right? [ lets his hand linger on the flowers he'd set on the table for a bit longer than necessary. should he offer the flowers? perhaps they wouldn't be to Arthur's tastes? what about the chocolates? he hadn't had any allergies that Ky could remember, so... ]

Arthur?

[holyswordwielder]

[ As kind and thoughtful as he knows Ky to be at heart, Arthur isn't naive enough to have any preconceived notions about most matters and especially not when it comes to romantic gestures intended for him specifically from the older man. He never suspects that Ky is considering giving him the flowers, or anything else, for that matter, so he shrugs off the questions about himself a little -- literally -- and tries to turn the conversation to usual topics. His attention remains fixed on the things Ky has brought home though and he's probably a lot more obviously distracted by them than he thinks he's being, not to mention wants to be. ]

Er... I'm fine. I cooked dinner for us...

[ He's strongly tempted to ask who gave his guardian the flowers, but he refrains from doing so because he's afraid he'll sound jealous. While he is a little jealous, he doesn't want Ky to know that, or worse-- think there's something else wrong. He can already tell that Ky suspects something isn't quite right and he doesn't want him to worry. He isn't sure what Ky will think about his... more-than-platonic feelings for him, but he believes it's much safer to keep that concealed as much as possible.

No matter how much it might hurt to think of him with someone else. ]

[fulgury]

It smells wonderful. Thank you.

[ admittedly, it's nice being able to come home to a warm meal and someone there to welcome you. it was one of the things he cherished most about having Arthur live with him. there wasn't a day that went by that he wasn't grateful for his presence, taking comfort in the time that they spent together as companions rather than father and son.

Arthur's behavior is concerning, but he believes that if something was truly wrong with him he wouldn't hesitate to declare it. he decides to wait until after dinner to offer the chocolates so it didn't seem like he was trying to spoil Arthur's appetite, and wanders over to where he stands as though unable to decide if he should help. ]

Is there anything you would like me to do?

[holyswordwielder]

Ah!

[ Arthur blinks and snaps his gaze up to Ky's face, hastily putting a smile on his lips as he tries to shake his attention away from all the questions swirling around in his head. The offer to help effectively knocks him out of his thoughts because he actually needs to reply to him. He twists the towel he has in his hands idly and laughs a little softly, nervously, then quickly starts walking back to the kitchen. ]

Well, I pretty much have everything finished already! But if you'd like to help, you could set the table, perhaps?

[ Of course, he's been so distracted from what he was originally preoccupied with that he's forgotten the table is where he's stashed that awful toy. ]

[fulgury]

Of course. Whatever you need.

[ he gives Arthur an easy smile, making sure to put the rest of his things away before rolling up his sleeves so he can set everything up. he's grateful that it's just the two of them, mostly because he doesn't know if he had enough dishware to support a larger household. the fact that it's just the two of them makes clean-up an easy thing, and for that Ky is eternally grateful.

he straightens up the chairs and tugs the tablecloth over--

oh? ]

What's this? [ he picks up the box, testing the weight of it in his hands. had he left it behind? he makes an inquisitive sound and begins to open it. ]

[holyswordwielder]

[ While Ky is squaring away his after-work affairs, Arthur walks back into the kitchen and puts the finishing touches on the dishes he's prepared for their dinner. He's too distracted turning off the stove, removing bread from the oven, and placing the food into serving dishes to micromanage Ky. He sweeps about the kitchen quickly and barely hears when his guardian speaks up. ]

Ah? Did you say something?

[ He picks up the roast on its platter and begins carrying it over to the table when--

Oh, no.

Arthur's blood runs cold and his gut turns into a ball of ice in his abdomen. All the color goes out of his face as he blanches, mortified, finding himself suddenly paralyzed. He stands there just a few feet away from the table, shocked, watching wide-eyed in horror as Ky lifts the top off the box containing the bright pink vibrator sitting on its little pillow. ]

[fulgury]

I asked --

[ and then he stops. his mouth works a moment, then closes, and he stares at the sight in the box, completely at a loss for words.

he certainly hadn't left this behind.

his mind works, deciphering the situation and assessing just what this means. there's only two of them in the house. Ky could not recall ever -- ever -- making this purchase, and Arthur was in fact a very healthy young man with very healthy urges but

this.... this was certainly not... what he expected.

without a word, Ky closes the box, then turns to place it delicately on the coffee table. ]

[holyswordwielder]

[ A very weighty silence hangs in the air and Arthur feels like eons pass while he stares, absolutely mortified, his eyes glued to Ky's fingers on the box. He almost yells out to stop Ky from completely removing the lid, but his voice dies in his throat and instead all that comes out is a soft gasp.

When his senses finally return to him, Arthur finds himself stammering apologies before he even consciously decides it's something he needs to do. ]

I-I can explain-- I'm s-sorry...

[ Now that the shock has worn off, the color returns to his face in record time. He blushes fiercely and his body starts shaking immediately, even as he gets his feet to continue walking towards the table so he can put the roast down. ]

It's not really-- Er, th-that is...